By this time the potatoes and the bacon and coffee seemed about ready,
so she went out on deck, and Marmaduke slid off his little shelf bed
and followed her to see where she was going. On deck was a great bar
of iron with another beside it. She took up one bar of iron and with
it struck the other--twelve times. The blows sounded way out over the
Canal and over the fields and far away, like a mighty fire-alarm, and
all the children, that is all but Jib, who was driving the mules and
would get his dinner later, came running into the cabin.

A great clatter of tin plates and knives and forks there was, and very
nice did those potatoes and that bacon taste.

And it didn't take long for them to finish that meal, either. Then
they went out on deck.

The mules were pulling and pulling, and the boat was sailing on and on
towards the Sea. They passed by so many places--lots of houses and
lots of farms, the Red Schoolhouse and Reddy Toms' house, and Sammy
Soapstone's, and the funny place where Fatty lived, and the pigs, fat
like himself, ran all over the yard.

Fatty and Sammy were playing on the shore at that very moment. He
waved to them and they waved back, but they didn't know they were
waving to their old playmate Marmaduke, he was so mixed up with all
the children of the woman who lived on the canalboat that looked just
like a shoe. How Sammy and Sophy and Fatty would have envied him if
they had only known it was he sailing away to the Sea!

But he never arrived there, after all--at least he didn't on that
voyage. For, you see, after he had had a wonderful time, running all